What are the poems praising nurses?

1. angels in white's masterpiece

I was lucky

Because I'm still alive

The emergence of this miracle

It's angels in white's masterpiece.

Once, my young life

It turned out to be so fragile

The flexible limbs suddenly became numb.

Life has become an unavoidable loneliness.

If you say; The wet nurse's love is the falling rain.

Every drop moistens my desire.

If the nurse's love is a small note.

Then every word strikes the strings of my life.

I was lucky

Because I'm still alive

Although I have experienced the greatest tribulation in my life.

Although I have passed death by.

Because great and selfless love is around me.

I am silently guarded by the angels on earth.

At night, they are loyal sentries who stand guard for me.

During the day, they fall like a lucky cloud beside the bed.

I can't forget it,

Your dexterous hand stroked my head.

This makes me feel sick, even a kind of enjoyment.

Extraordinary things are done by ordinary people.

No matter how small the water drops are, they can also reflect colorful sunshine.

Because of you,

My spirit has not shrunk with my body.

My boat of life has not sunk.

I want to sing an angel's ode.

Dedicated to all medical workers.

A grateful heart

Will accompany every moment of my life.

2. "512 Nurses' Day Poetry Reciting Pure Angels"

What a beautiful spring.

What a beautiful spring.

The sandstorm was under control and the wind was light.

Even if there is wind, it can only blow to the birds in the forest.

The smog blowing at night turns into drizzle, which moistens everything repeatedly.

Brilliant stars rose slowly from the horizon.

Shining on the thriving shelter forest in the northwest mountainous area.

Shining on the square full of flowers in the city and the lush wheat fields in the country.

It also shines on the innocent smiling faces of children.

Hard-working people shuttle between factories and fields.

People are thinking about hiking.

But the plague came quietly.

Like a devil rising from a dark corner.

Looking around for a way out.

Like poppies in full bloom in garbage.

Diffuse in the shaking crowd

Release bacteria more powerful than bullets.

-it is always hidden in the invisible.

Release the darkness and pain that are more common than war.

What a wonderful life

SARS robbed people of their precious freedom.

Panic is coming on a large scale.

At the most critical moment here

An angel purer than white clouds appeared.

Dance your wings and lead the morning glow to fly

A thick mask can't hide a smile.

The sweat on my forehead is like a string of dew.

Hold the needle like Nu Wa holds the stone that fills the sky.

Dredge and intercept the flood-like plague

Wash away sludge-like bacteria

Challenge the weak limit of life

And rely on science to separate hope from the thick darkness.

They became part of the clear sky.

They risked their lives to plug the crack.

What a beautiful spring.

What a beautiful spring it is still.

In the blue time, in the vigorous green blood.

This city stands because of you.

Because of you, the night is still quiet.

It is you who let go and set foot on the novel territory.

It is you who reach out and open the music in your body for us.

Listen to the white clouds floating to the higher snow-capped mountains.

Listen to the river pushing the white sail of love in the distance.

How vast the sky is, it is your eyes that make us happy.

Reach a far-reaching artistic conception

3. More or less our "angels in white"

How many familiar wards do you patrol every day?

How many strange faces do you meet every day?

Venous puncture, intramuscular injection, how many injections?

How many times has catheterization enema and gastric lavage been performed?

How long did you wait for the long night?

How much did the dawn of hope greet?

How much have you saved from the brink of life and death?

How much has the indifferent heart been warmed?

I really don't have much rest on Saturday and Sunday.

The golden holiday didn't take much time.

On duty, overtime, countless.

First aid, anti-Africa, how many times have you fought to the death?

No matter how deep the sea is, you can't measure how much love you have given.

No matter how high the castle peak is, how much responsibility does it have to shoulder life?

No matter how big the scale is, it is impossible to measure how much selfless dedication there is.

No matter how small the heart is, it knows how much sweat it has shed.

There are many such angels in white.

It's just that we know too little about them.

Don't blame their feelings.

Just because we give them too little support.

4. ode to the nurse

Floating white dress

Set off a pure heart;

A fancy swallow hat,

It is a process of protecting life.

The light of the nightingale,

warm

Not only the wounded soldiers,

Humans care about time and space,

Has always existed in the heart of every angel,

The bright smile on the nurse's face,

Like a ray of sunshine in spring,

Illuminate the patient's desire for health.

Whenever it is late at night

Whenever people are silent,

You can still see them patrolling the ward,

Silently care,

It is the permanent warmth collected in the patient's heart;

Whenever there is a dying situation.

Whenever the patient has an abnormal reaction.

It's a nervous hand in front of the doctor,

Send hope and courage in time,

Lead a once fragile life.

How many warm words,

Is a trickle,

Sweet Ming and Qing dynasties

Even if the patient dies unfortunately,

They still look after it.

Behind many things.

The beginning and end of a life,

Is an angel nurse.

With sunset and dawn.

Witnessed countless joys and sorrows,

Shuttle through the sick room

Washed away countless saltwater.

Write down countless records,

Reversal of biological clock

Plus the horror of facing the night;

Tired body and mind have long been overwhelmed,

In this battlefield without smoke,

Every day, every day,

They all put simplicity and commonness.

Deduct into countless wonderful things with responsibility

Remember-Bing Xin Old Man

There is such a tracking element:

Love is on the left, sympathy is on the right,

Walking on both sides of life,

Bloom at any time, sow at any time,

Decorate this long road with fragrant flowers,

Make pedestrians who wear branches and brush leaves,

I won't feel sad when I have tears to shed.

You can't feel pain when you step on thorns.

Isn't this the most accurate praise for nurses?

Angels who live beside us.

They are as beautiful as butterflies,

Feather-like footsteps

Because they can always feel the value of life,

So nurses' youth will never be wasted.

They're with ordinary people,

Burn yourself with forgetting.

Let the helpless heart feel hope.

A pure heart is as vast as the sky.

Like a quietly blooming orchid,

Have a silent conversation with the sun.

They always stand behind the scenery and praise.

What I left for myself was an unpretentious one.

They groaned with encouraging eyes.

With the doctor

Expand the hope of thousands of patients in Qian Qian with confidence.

-I praise the nurse's selfless love.

Their dedication is as broad as the sea;

Even if it is wronged.

They also set an example for this industry.

-I praise nurses for being ordinary and great,

Trivial and laborious work;

Weak shoulders are also provoked.

Burden of daughters, mothers and wives;

-I praise the nurse.

Like the rain and dew in spring

Nourish the heart of patients after a long drought;

Like a summer breeze

Blow away the haze of the patient's mind;

They are like the moonlight on an autumn night.

Sprinkle patients on the beach leading to health;

They are like sunshine in winter.

Evaporated the patient's sadness and unbearable.

-I praise the nurse.

They ask for nothing in return.

Nightingale's spirit is eternal.

Silent dedication

Is their eternal pride.

5. A Beautiful Mind

Take your time step by step.

Face-dignified and quiet

Here comes our angels in white.

White mask

A pair of bright eyes

It is your character to speak softly.

A white dress is a feature of your profession.

Saving lives-you take it as your duty.

Nursing patients-you regard it as sacred.

How many sleepless nights?

Your gentle voice soothed the groans in the hospital bed.

The dirt on the sheets was accompanied by a pungent smell of blood.

You wipe it silently. ...

You're ignoring-

Ignore your red eye

You forgot-

Forget your handsome and thin face.

Your body and mind are as bright as fire.

You give patients more love and selflessness.

Your life shines here.

Your young blood is boiling here.

Your meticulous care

Enthusiastic mind

Bring people to the brink of death

(of a doctor) bring back to life

With your strong will,

Loyalty to the cause

Saved one life after another

Ordinary can't be ordinary.

Ordinary can't be ordinary.

Shuttle day and night

You give the patient peace and tranquility.

You associate with people with feelings.

You communicate with people with your heart

You smile beautifully.

You have a beautiful heart.

Eulogize and praise you.

The heroine of angels in white.

The nightingale spirit is on you.

Carry forward eternity